Nothing like a raid to get your blood flowing

It turned out that the young wolf was rather sturdy. It mattered little to Aslatiel. He didn't go down as she planned, but the fawn and grey fae was adaptable. He attempted to swipe at her with one big paw, but his sturdiness was also a detriment. Asla was small and whip quick. The woman threw herself on her back, sharpened kitten claws pushing outward from her paws and into the big brutes tender and delicate underside. You know, the belly and other bits. Her paws were in use but her teeth were not, so Asla also aimed a bite to the blonde man's knee.


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